Broken Wings
all thoughts that I could have said
words that now don't mean a thing
under a full moon, cloudless night
with passion it no longer brings
in the cold of winter's sky
that will soon turn into spring
as you move, your back to me
to a future you think green
all the feelings I once felt
just a bleak one-sided thing
a bird that sits and cannot fly
helpless with her broken wings
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2019
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